Vol 2 Chapter 573: Surveillance operations

Jungle hut, dark forest gathering place.
　　Mas, as a second-level wizard apprentice, is walking on the road of the gathering place, chewing dried fish in his mouth, striding slowly, trying not to attract anyone's attention. The gaze occasionally shifts in one direction, and then quickly retracts. If you don't observe carefully, the rest will not see any weirdness at all, and Mas thinks so.
　　 But Mas occasionally still panicked, couldn't help thinking in his mind: What if he was found? Won't it be killed directly? It shouldn't be, this is in the gathering place, and it is still in the daytime. If you really do it, there will be some other wizards blocking it.
　　 But what if the wizard is too late to stop?
Maas swallowed the fish in his mouth nervously and was about to make a turn. Suddenly he heard a "squeak" and the rest of his eyes saw: a crumbling three-story wooden building on one side, Get out of a person and walk straight out of the gathering place.
　　Mas first reaction was to turn his head violently and turn his back to the other side, lest the other side see his expression. When I touched my chest with my hand, I felt that my heart was jumping out of nowhere and almost jumped out of my throat.
　　 "Call--"
　　 "Call--"
　　Mas took a deep breath and tried to cheer himself up: Nothing, the other party must not find him, even if he found it, he would not dare to do anything to him.
　　 After a while, Mas calmed down. Slowly turned his head and glanced behind him, and found that the target he wanted to monitor had walked hundreds of meters away, and almost disappeared into his sight. The other party looked, didn't notice him at all, and finally rested.
　　 "I said, it's impossible to be found." Maas said in his heart, swallowing and spitting, whispering behind the target, and trailing the other party away from the gathering place.
　　After leaving the gathering place, Mas found that the other party began to accelerate, and continued to walk towards the depths of the forest, faster and faster, he was thrown away farther and farther, and he was about to lose.
　　Mas was in a hurry, standing at the spot for the next moment, lips closed, and began to recite the mantra.
　　 But because I was too anxious, I didn't control the mana in my body, and let the two mana collide. The body was shocked, and I only felt a burst of qi and blood in my body-this is the counterattack after the spell failed.
　　 "Damn!"
　　Massed his voice out of tune, and saw that the target was about to turn into a black spot in the distance. He didn't dare to waste time adjusting his breath and tried to cast the spell again.
　　 This time I was absorbed, almost using the strength of breastfeeding, and finally succeeded.
　　 The air gathered slowly around him, wrapped him up, and made him suddenly lighter, with a noticeable increase in speed, and quickly chased towards the target that was about to be lost.
　　 "Tap..."
　　 "Tap..."
　　Mas followed along, casting spells several times in a row to maintain high speed, and felt that the mana of the whole body was exhausted. The whole person was tired and thirsty. He ate a small packet of fish on him, and finally saw the target slow down and stopped by a small river in the forest.
　　Mass was a bit puzzled, wondering what the other party was doing here.
　　 Want to fetch water?
　　 a joke!
　　Using spells to directly gather water in the air, is it easy?
　　 catch fish?
　　 is also unlikely.
　　 Not far from the gathering place, there is a stream, where there are many fish and delicious. In comparison, the fish in this river is much worse, with an earthy smell that cannot be removed. He only gave up after catching it three times.
　　 So what exactly do you want to do?
　　Mas more and more puzzled, but did not dare to go out and ask the other party, quietly found a hidden corner to squat down, carefully observe the other party's actions.
　　 Then he saw the other party standing on the beach, waving continuously. The sand on the beach seemed to be picked up by an invisible hand, flew into the air, and fell into a hand-held wooden bucket, and soon the wooden bucket was filled.
　　 "This is... to load sand?" Maas was even more confused. What was the use of sand for?
　　 was confused, and Mas saw the target carrying the sand in the bucket and began to turn around, not knowing whether it was intentional or unintentional, and swept over to where he was.
　　Mas was shocked, and he went to the ground desperately at the next moment to prevent being seen by the other party.
　　 But the moment he was about to lie down, his eyes were sharply rounded, and he saw the position corresponding to his face. There was a black, slightly hard, slightly dry columnar lying on the ground.
　　 That is the feces of the beast!
　　 Feces!
"I..." The scolding did not shout out in Maas's heart. He was too late to change his posture. With a "poo" sound, the whole face was pressed on it, and only an indescribable sour odor spread to him. The nasal cavity almost stunned him.
　　 But he still knew the environment, knowing that the target was looking at him, so he gritted his teeth and remained motionless.
It took a long time until Maas felt that his entire nose was smoked, and then slowly stood up and looked around. When the target was gone, he immediately cleared it up. The dirt on the face.
　　After cleaning up, Mas looked at the beast feces remaining on the ground. He was really angry and annoyed, and wanted to give him a kick.
　　 But just raised his leg, glanced at the boots he had just changed a few days ago, and then looked at the severely deformed feces, but he retreated helplessly.
　　 He was destined not to sprinkle gas on a of feces, because no matter what the result was, he was the one who suffered. From a certain perspective, feces are invincible.
　　 "Damn it!" Maas scolded ~EbookFREE.me~ Helplessly turned around and returned to the gathering place.
　　……
　　Ashen gathering place.
　　 A two-story wooden building.
　　Mas came in, looked at a figure in the wooden building, and said, "Teacher, I am back."
　　 "How is the situation? Did you find anything?" Wizard Wanan quickly came over, glanced at Maas, and asked.
　　Mas replied truthfully: "I followed the guy to a river far outside the gathering place and watched him dig sand and bring it back."
"Digging sand?" Wan An froze. "What is digging sand? Doing sand painting? Doing sand sculpture?" He really couldn't figure out a way to use sand reasonably, even if some medicines or spells need some materials as auxiliary, I didn't see it. Used sand.
　　Mas shook his head hard: "I don't know."
　　 "That--" Wan An hesitated and looked at Maas, "Well, well, this is a valid message anyway. Then you now..."
　　 "Huh?" Halfway through, Wanan suddenly showed a weird expression, sniffing his nose hard, and looked at Maas and asked, "What's your taste?"
　　 "Maybe... It's the smell of the forest outside."
　　 "It's really stinky." Wanan waved his hand in disgust, "Well, you go out, continue to stare at him, what's the situation, and report it to me in time?"
　　 "Ah, yes." Maas took two packs of dried dried fish meat from the wooden building, kicked it in his arms, and turned to go out the door.
　　After going out, Wanan sniffed hard and said to himself slightly doubtfully: "Does it smell? Is it really smelly?" He could not smell at all now.
　　……